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MatureOngoing4h 37m
Last published Sun, May 31, 2026
Walking a thin line between right and wrong, it's in our nature. On one hand we cherish our loved ones, the other...we leave scars on them... It was my naive view of love that hurt more than anything, family and friends spoke the same.
Masked by pretty lies, hands so tender and sweet, they've never left me. Nails scratching the surface before descending deeper into the flesh... The bittersweet feeling of fear and "love"... It's what I've held onto for so many years...
Can I handle something sweet? Something real? Will another hand sweeten the scars or will more appear? Maybe I don't have to decide now... It can wait... I have time, right? No more hands will reach out for me...at least for now, right? I can be safe here...alone.
A knock on the door snatched my attention. Who is that? No one should be here. Crawling to the door, I gazed through the peep hole. His frame blocked my sight. Why is he here? Does he know? Will he tell? Do I run? Can I hide? Sitting against the door, shadows from outside the windows grew closer.
"Iris... Please open the door. You're unwell my dear...", his gentle tone brushed down my back. "You need to come with me, I'll keep you safe. You'll be safe in my arms..."
No. It's not safe, nowhere is safe... They are all gone, why is he left?! Why is he here?! Everything was normal before he came! Why did he appear?! Why choose me?!
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[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I tried getting out of his hold, but he had more strength in his finger than I had in my body. He flipped me over until my back was touching his broad muscled front. "Leave me, Ares," I pleaded. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me down as he squeezed me tight against him. His nose buried in my neck, inhaling my scent. It turned me on and I cursed my traitorous body for reacting this way. "You still wear that same perfume, the day I first met you." He ran his tongue on my neck. "Babe, since the first time I landed in this country, I knew I had to end you." And just like that I believed him. His eyes stormed liked twin hurricane about make landfall. He seemed like a perfect gentleman until his sinister lips made me ache with pleasure. I thought I would never meet him again, but fate had different plans for me. * SUITABLE FOR 18 + OR TEENAGERS WITH OPEN MINDS * cover by IvvyKy
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